10.12.2007

just a small town boy living in south detroit

I am so exhausted right now. Band camp was super fun, I had a lot of fun. It seemed like it passed by really quickly, I don't know.

On the bus ride to the camp, the can of Pringles spilled in Leslie's bag, and Leslie and Jocelyne panicked. They started putting chips back into the can, and then they ate the crumbs from the bag. And from Leslie's clothing. It was so epic. Especially when Jocelyne got one of Leslie's hairs in her mouth. We played the license plate game and Zitchdog, and Tamara punched my camera and hurt her hand. I ate a Nutrigrain bar without taking apart the two layers triumphantly, which would later lead to me choking on my spaghetti and spitting it out. After dinner, we had a huge band bonding time, which was OK, I guess. Jocelyne and I skipped snack time and had a dance party in our cabin, consisting of just the two of us. I am terrible at dancing. It lead to Leslie and Jocelyne singing "I Can Hear the Bells", which was so amazing because Leslie was so into it and Jocelyne jumped onto the bed and almost wiped out. We played Who'd You Do, Eat/Boat/Make Babies, and Truth until 2:00.

The next day, we had sectionals and percussion was pretty intense. I have to say that we sounded pretty good. After that Cailey, Jocelyne, Suzanne and I went to wall climbing and watched Sam get owned. After we went to the ropes courses. Jocelyne couldn't swing across the rope. Mr. Elephant Man went across the log on the high ropes course and one of the counselors grabbed the other rope he was attached to and made him slam into the log. It was awesome. After we made him rush through the low ropes course and he sprained his ankle. I sprained my wrist during Jugs & Jog, and we lost right after. We played Charades, which was really fun because we all chanted everyone's names when they were going up. After we had a dance party outside, and we did faux-karaoke in the dark. That night, we talked for a while after lights were out, and then some of us went out to the bathroom, and then ended up wanting to just hang out. Except the people in our cabin didn't want a whole bunch of people in our cabin. So we ended up wandering around for a little while, got invited into a different cabin and immediately kicked out, and then invited back in, and then we headed back to our cabin. We had the most random conversations about squirrels and bagels, and throwing peanut butter chocolate chips at Leslie, and demonstrating different ways to express yourself by sighing. Tamara's laugh was so hilarious.

We woke up this morning by having our door swing open and Mr. Elephant Man playing his trumpet at full blast. We packed up all of our stuff. Rehearsal went by really fast. There was an awesome tree that was curved weird so it was like a seat, and I sat in it and got a lot of sap on my hands. Jocelyne sat in it in half the time, but she has longer legs than me. I mooched just by looking at Skye, and I got a pop in return. I asked James how he gets his hair so luscious (Loreal Paris Men's stuff, leaving conditioner in for a minute). Before we left, Mr. Elephant Man recited a poem he created which had a whole lot of inside jokes. Like the fact that Jocelyne and I call him Mr. Elephant (it was so, so gross). On the bus ride home, a whole bunch of people, including Jocelyne, belted out songs for the entire ride. One third of the bus together sang songs from Rent. Leslie and I talked. I took over 200 pictures and won the contest.

The New Pornographers is tonight!

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